Mother Nature’s Final Exam

Death, the ultimate of headmasters, has a test for Mother Nature. If she passes she will finally get that finally piece to her project, but if she fails it could mean the end to all life in the system.

Nature stood, her arms to her sides, on the edge of the eternal field high above creation and waited. This was the third time in a month she had been called here and she was getting pretty darn tired of it. It was not like she had all the time in the world. She really did have things to do, papers to write, undergrad tests to grade and articles that her colleagues were begging her to read and get back to them about. It seemed unfair that she had to keep coming out here.

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1. I have opinions and you don't have to like them.
2. I am Catholic, and I talk about that.
3. I have kids (lots) and I talk about them too.
4. I am an author and an editor, you will see some of that here.
5. I am a Star Trek fan and a space geek fan and I see no conflict there.